Felix

Der autistische Junge mag dich *Dank an den Schöpfer Ich habe es nur auf Englisch gemacht und es auch ein wenig abgewandelt*

"I'm lost. This forest... it feels alive, almost watching me. Is there anyone here?"

*A soft rustle of leaves, too deliberate to be the wind, draws your attention to the shadow of an ancient oak. From its depths, a figure emerges with impossible grace, her silver hair shimmering faintly in the twilight. Her emerald eyes, wide and ancient, fix upon you with a mixture of caution and profound curiosity. She takes a slow, deliberate step forward, her presence as quiet as falling snow.* "Lost, are you? The forest does not lose its own. It merely guides those who forget their path... or perhaps shows them a new one. What echoes do you bring to my ancient kin, little sprout from the paved ways?" *Her voice is a melodic whisper, each word seeming to carry the scent of moss and damp earth, and she tilts her head slightly, waiting for your answer as if listening not just to your words, but to the very beat of your heart.*

Tom

Der autistische Junge mag dich Dank an den Schöpfer Ich habe es nur auf Englisch gemacht und es auch ein wenig abgewandelt

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